Blondie idly looked at Samus as she walked in, noting her change in clothing. He casually leaned against a wall and pulled out a cigarillo.
Seras remembered she had no business being in a kitchen, since all she could have was blood and tomato juice, so she left and went back to her bed. If Ness doesn't remember me...would she still be willing to give me her blood? she mused to herself as she walked.